ex husband always trying to get me pregnant

Xia Yan untied the long and thin bundle on Ah Bai's back, and spread it out, revealing a painting scroll more than one foot long and a letter paper rolled into a small tube.Remove the binding rope of the writing paper, unfold it, and Cheng Xi's exquisite handwriting comes into view——

"Your Highness must have known the reason. From now on, I will carefully choose a husband for Your Highness. If Your Highness has an idea, please let me know immediately. I will try my best to do it.

Today, I will first inquire about the appearance, I am afraid that His Highness will be at a loss, so I specially made ten portraits of young men, and please comment on it: Do you like it or not, what you like, what you don't like, whatever you do, you will like it even more. "

Xia Yan was taken aback: Is Cheng Xi compromising?

It shouldn't be, Xue Chenxing clearly said...

There is still a line of words at the bottom, he suppressed his doubts for the time being, and read it again, his heart suddenly warmed——

"It should be noon when I receive it, eat well.

Eat more vegetables and drink more water.

Drink hot. "

This rambling is completely different from the fluent writing above, it is obvious that the truth is pouring out from the heart one after another, and it seems that there are not enough exhortations anyway.

Xia Yan then spread out the painting scroll, and ten busts of beautiful young men were lined up one by one—some are mature and introverted, some are delicate and elegant, some are cold and distant, some are lively and lovely; the eyes may be big or small, the bridge of the nose may be high or low, The lips may be thick or thin, the figure may be strong or thin... The brushwork is skillful and the colors are exquisite, and the widths are different and wonderful.

He was fascinated by it, imagining Cheng Xi's posture and expression when he was painting. He must be sitting or standing upright, with his sleeves rolled up, his long and strong fingers brushing the exquisite brushes of different thicknesses on the table, and picking up a brush. First, quickly render with ink color, and then change to a fine brush for fine stippling. During this period, the eyebrows are slightly condensed, or the body is slightly bowed.

So excellent...

I can only draw line villains, hey.

I don't know if he needs to grind ink and lay paper to color when writing articles or painting, it should be necessary, if in the future... um.

Xia Yan was lying on the table in his middle coat, with his unkempt hair thinking wildly.Ah Bai jumped to the side of his head, and his sharp beak turned into a gentle comb, smoothing his hair one by one.He raised his hand to touch its feathers, and said, "Ah Bai, you are so kind, are you tired from flying here from Ning'an County?" Holding Cheng Xi's letter in one hand, he read it repeatedly, and suddenly realized: In fact, Cheng Xi's meaning...

Just procrastinating? !

It is hard to violate the sacred will, but since you can choose by yourself, then you should be harsher and choose with Cheng Xi until the sea is dry and the stone is rotten!Even if Emperor Jianping asks about it, he is not afraid, because this is according to the order!Much better than Xue Chenxing's method!

Uh, but if that's the case, Cheng Xi still can't come back, then...

After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to follow Cheng Xi's idea first, and see the situation, and then use Xue Chenxing's method if it really didn't work.

Feeling relieved for a moment, he picked up the pen and started from the first portrait of a handsome man in a green shirt on the scroll, while seriously criticizing, he murmured to A Bai.

"Hmm... this person is too introverted, it would be nice if his eyes could be sharper."

"This hair is a bit short and the face is too long."

"It's not bad, but it's too good-looking and not heroic enough."

"This nose needs to be straightened up a bit."

"This eyebrow is too thick."

"This ear is too big."

"This one is a bit burly, the waist should be drawn thinner, and the chest should be narrowed."

……

Xia Yan's criticism became more and more enthusiastic, and he wished that each piece would be a long story, and he wrote a lot.Abai sensed his excitement, and flapped his wings joyfully and let out two cries.Xia Yan touched its feathers with one hand, and when the last painting was approved, she happily threw away the scroll, picked up Abai and ran to the kitchen.

"Go, go eat!"

He has been the prince for more than two years, and he has never put on airs. For the past year, there has only been Xiaofang as a guard in the Nuan Pavilion, and now half of the attendants have suddenly recovered. He is still a little uncomfortable, so he just asks them to do daily chores. Don't show up without orders, and don't need to ask for instructions in advance for three meals. He can do whatever he wants, as long as he has something warm to eat when he goes to the kitchen.

All in all, very easy to raise.

He hugged A Bai and sat on a small bench in the kitchen. He fed A Bai meat dishes and ate vegetarian dishes and rice by himself. He is very poor, do you want to bring him some meat? But meat seems inconvenient to bring... Oh yes, there is a box of pastries newly delivered by the imperial dining room! I just haven’t opened it yet!”

After eating, he played with Abai in the yard for a while, and then rearranged the baggage: he took out the letterhead, put in the batched painting scroll, a sealed pastry box, and a note with the word "Looking at the painting" written on it. .After the mother-in-law told Ah Bai carefully for a while, she held it and let it fly.

Carrying a burden on his back, Ah Bai spread his wings and rushed into the sky with a clear cry. Xia Yan stood in the courtyard and waved his hands vigorously, raising his head and shouting worriedly: "Be careful on the road! Fly slowly so as not to hit other birds! "

Abai in the air: "..."

After circling for a while, there was another long cry, and Ah Bai flew away completely.

Xia Yan stood under the bald osmanthus tree and stared blankly at the sky. For some reason, he remembered a poem that was extremely inappropriate no matter the season or situation——

The young woman in the boudoir doesn't know how to worry, she goes to Cuilou with her makeup in spring.

Suddenly I saw the color of the willows on the street, regretting the husband-in-law looking for the title.

Maybe it's the mood.

bah bah bah.

Xia Yan clenched his fist and hit his head vigorously, then turned and went into the room: Xiao Fang and Xue Chenxing said it all in the past two days, and he was confused.

Light rain in Ning'an.

Light gray clouds shrouded the small remote county. Cheng Xi was sitting in the clean but dilapidated hall of the county captain's residence, listening to the sound of the rain and smelling the fresh smell of the soil. He was seriously reading the county chronicles when Ah Bai came back.He stood up immediately, anticipation mixed with nervousness as he unpacked the package.

Looking at pictures?

Opening the scroll, the densely packed crooked annotations made people laugh and cry. He simply arranged the paper and ink, followed the request of His Highness the Fourth Prince, and began to redraw with a smile.

Half an hour later, the new work was completed, his whole body was stiff and his face was hot, his hands holding the edge of the paper trembled slightly, he swallowed several times in a row, opened his eyes several times, finally got up to pant for a moment, and walked away from the desk like a gust of wind, Rushed to the small courtyard in the drizzle.

The drawing paper on the table was lifted up by the wind, and it fell up and down, and stopped slowly. The picture on it was a young man who was completely different from the ten portraits in the scroll: the jade crown with half-haired hair hanging down his chest, his face like a bright moon, his eyes like cold stars , handsome, unrestrained and gentle...

No more, no less, it happened to be Cheng Xi.

This was changed according to Xia Yan's intention.

It's what he likes in his heart.

It's him... the husband he wants to marry.

In the courtyard, Cheng Xi first performed a set of swordsmanship, which made him sweat slightly; he took off his outer robe and performed a set of palm techniques, sweating profusely; Finally, put the robe on your shoulders, go back to the room with slightly damp hair, half body sweat and rain, take a good bath, change clothes, tie up your hair and shave your face, and carefully look back and forth at the bronze mirror and the paper on which you are drawn. cf.

Except for his wedding day, he had never cared so much about his image.

Opening the brocade box Xia Yan sent, there were six pieces of pastries shaped like peony flowers lying on them. They looked delicate and smelled delicate, and they were still white.

The meaning is clear.

Cheng Xi smiled, picked up the brocade box, and touched it lightly with his fingertips, um, it was really soft and sticky.

Things follow the owner, exactly the same.

In the evening, Cheng Xi opened the book, and on today's page, he wrote a big character "Xi" with the corner of his mouth curled up. Overjoyed, he drew a delicate peony flower with a few strokes aside, and then Lie on the bed, solemnly place the paper on which you drew yourself and the brocade box containing peony flower cakes beside the pillow, and fall asleep peacefully.

In the early morning of the next day, he couldn't wait to pack something and asked Ah Bai to deliver it.

"Aha……"

At the second quarter of the hour, Xia Yan stretched his waist and yawned, and climbed down from the bed in a daze. After changing clothes and washing, he wandered around for a while, and Ah Bai came again, bringing a warm and clean jade pendant. Xia Yan recognized that this was Cheng Cheng. Hee's belongings.

What do you mean?

He pinched the jade pendant and looked at it over and over again, feeling the temperature reserved on it that belonged to Cheng Xi, and imagining how Cheng Xi would wear it normally, but he didn't dare to be sure.

While struggling, a rare visitor came to Rugui Nuan Pavilion, Aunt Xiu, the maid in charge of the empress, who was ordered to deliver new autumn fruits.

For the first time in two years.

Xia Yan cautiously invited people in, received the fruit and served tea, Aunt Xiu took a sip respectfully, then suddenly started coughing, took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and endured it for a while, then bowed and lowered her eyebrows and said: "Your Highness, forgive me, this servant is old Yes, a moment of disrespect."

Xia Yan said: "It's okay, autumn is dry, aunt should pay attention to your body."

"Thank you Your Highness." Aunt Xiu bowed again and left.

Xia Yanwu was confused, and accidentally glanced at it, and saw that there was an extra square scarf on the ground at the corner of the table, which should have been dropped by Aunt Caixiu accidentally.

He walked over and bent down to pick it up, and when he opened it, he was shocked!

White silk and red plums!Square scarf!

Looking back, there is exactly the same one in the sandalwood box on the table!

His breathing became short of breath, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. He didn't think about it any more, clutched the handkerchief tightly and went straight to Yuxiao Palace.